Sad

My father was slaughtered by a six-fingered man. Was a great sword-maker, my father. When the six-fingered man appeared and requested a special sword, my father took the job. He slaved a year before it was done. Six-fingered man returned and demanded it, but at one-tenth his promised price. My father refused. Without a word, the six-fingered man slashed him through the heart. I loved my father, so naturally I challenged his murderer to a duel. I failed. The six-fingered man left me alive, but he give me these [face scars].

We are Legion.

No because you have a point

Bob

I don’t know :(